Sacred Chevalier

In September of 487 (Empire History 202), Kate advanced to the second grade of the Royal Knights College as the battle continued on the Kabachi Plains. The second year of the Royal College of Knights Heroes (Chevalier) program is, in a tangible sense, "a warm year". It concludes with physical education classes on Tuesday and camp technology classes on Monday. Now they will receive three gold coins a month, and they will even look after their meals and their dwellings.

There was naturally a reason for this raw temperature. At the end of the second grade, you must choose the Sacred Knight (Paladin) that will be your turn and go to battle in a year's time. I'm afraid of that, and not necessarily without a candidate to escape. Two years, up to the third grade, will give you a self-depraved life. It was a "candy advance" against the harsh "whip" that followed.

Until now, there has also been a certain tightening effect by the "march training" carried out at the beginning of the second grade, but last year's accident has led to the march training being dropped off for the current year. For this reason, it was thought that the second semester would be more corrupt than usual.

"Of the fifty, ten actively take electives, twenty there, and the remaining twenty play. This is the usual hero candidate..."

Lilia Shrisp, Dean of the College, was narrowing her eyes to unexpected results. An "elective application" for fifty people is placed on the desk.

"Apparently Stephane Lansberg, the next seat of the school year, preached around. Don't play here if you want to live long..."

"That and the fact that Lord Walter Wackenheim mentioned the Recommended Subject is also significant. Physical education and camping skills are irrelevant, but there are also military science, war history, geography, and, where unusual, bargaining skills."

The professors were also surprised. Not all, but quite a few candidates have (quite) made serious choices. Lilia confirmed each and every one of them and finally looked at Kite's application.

"But the president of the school year seems like three days off a week, though?

"I had a supplement from the person about that. Wednesday they study swordsmanship and physical arts at the Wolfert family all day. He will receive immediate guidance from the current and next principals."

"That's a lot of other seating. In particular, it contains Economics, a class for administrators. This is a subject that isn't even on Lord Wackenheim's recommendation?

"That's her hobby. If I asked you why, I'd say it sounds interesting."

The regular year allocation of "upper 20%, median 40% and lower 40%" became "upper 30%, median 50% and lower 20%" in this year. Later, the heroes (Chevaliers) known as the "487 Generation" first came to the fore in this teaching society.

"Huh... I knew you were right to ask Stefan. Ever... if I persuaded you... you would have failed."

The sound of a cuckoo tread on the floor and the sound of a metal named Cassie bumping into each other sounds.

"'Anyone who wants to die dies on their own. Follow only those who want to live longer'... if you put it that way, we'll have a fight. Kuh... Kite has an impression of being in the first grade... because he's too strong. And the four of them surround the Holy Knight, and they're in jeopardy... and they're looking at me with white eyes. Me and... for a while, as president of the school year... just show me your back... I want you to!

At the indoor training ground, Kate and Stefan were playing a game with the Spike Sword. Kite's linear attacks are masterfully recirculated and a sharp counterattack enters. Use physical abilities to attack it again. After several offenses, it ended with Stefan's victory.

"You've changed the way you attack. I used to do a lot of tricks, but today I've been attacking you straight and faithful to the basics."

"I was told to work out the [fruit] first. They say I rely too much on void. Before the real" fruit, "they say," the void is easily crushed. "

Breathe with your shoulders and look back at each other's game contents. Aphrodisiac offered a towel to Stefan, who dripped sweat. The two seem to get along well. Stefan from nobility seems to have a harsh sense of chastity, and he's not going to hold an aphrodisiac until he understands each other. A or beautiful woman with flax hair and developed limbs, but Kate is not in trouble with a woman enough to get her hands on her friend's turn.

"Talent, in other words, is applied power. You're the guy who says," Hear one and know ten. "Unfortunately, Kite doesn't have that. Continuation of basic training and numerous matches will have to be played"

Meanwhile, in front of Kate is a beautiful girl with crisp blue hair. With his arms together, he reviews earlier games. I wouldn't do anything to offer you a towel. If you look at it this way, you even look like a beautiful man. On the sleeping table, you cry out tears and shout out joy...

"... Haven't you thought about anything, something nasty right now? Fortunately, there are no more classes today. I'll handle it after this."

The gladiator in front of him narrowed his eyes and gave a cold grin, holding the wooden sword in his hand at some point. If you're going to handle it, I wanted you to sigo the sword on your lower body.

"So, how's it going in the north?

Lilia asked the young hero (Chevalier) in front of her as she sat in her chair. In addition to Lilia, there are Kate, Stefan, and five Holy Knight candidates in the Dean's Office.

"General Faranx has temporarily withdrawn to the appearance of a new weapon called a cannon. But we've already moved on to a counterattack. The aim of the Imperial Army is to build strong fortifications on both banks of the Arce side flowing through the centre of the plain and to serve as a bridge headrests for the Great Fortress offensive of Varihardt. Sure, if the fort is finished, it will be a bridge headfort, but it won't be that easy. If I were in the position of an enemy general, I would consider it until I withdraw."

"Oh, why?

"The calculation runs out, because it has been overturned. Enemy General Austro Tormakia should have challenged a showdown by artillery with the idea of a one-strike special. And the aim was centered. General Faranx was in crisis and the most elite direct units were on the verge of destruction."

"So you chatted in and overturned your aim..."

"Well, I do think I... didn't read my emergence, but I don't think that was enough to overshadow it. As an Austro, I would have thought that if we could take General Faranx, we could build a fort up, even if we missed it. General Faranx is not so foolish as to storm before an unknown weapon. I should have taken the time to find out..."

"I see. Is that why Kate infiltrated single-rider? To find out about that cannon."

Stefan nodded as impressed.

"Perhaps General Faranx thought the same thing. You didn't have to worry about who you were going to infiltrate because, well, you had me. Rather, Austro is stranger. I was interrupted by a mysterious horseback squad that suddenly appeared, and although it may have been on my mind, I am slow to notice the aim of the night raid. And most importantly, you missed me. If I'm in the same position, you're definitely killing me."

As he turned his face to Stefan, Kate explained to him to sort it out. Lilia gave me a thought look.

"Austro Tormakia is the next emperor, isn't he? I exchanged a few words with the person. From your point of view, what did Austro Tormakia look like?

"I was asked the same question by General Faranx, but I felt like an extraordinary person. I think he's a hegemonic, prestigious, yet calm judge without being emotional. By analogy, is it the kind of man Lord Walter Wackenheim became a general?"

"Best rating. And it's the worst rating for the kingdom. Kite, I wonder if Austro Tormachia would have spared you the question you asked earlier. General Faranx did the same, but the prestigious General seeks an excellent subordinate. All the more so if you're the one who fed yourself a cup, right?

"... owe you one life, is it?

"It's up to you whether you want to borrow it or sweeten it. So, what do you say? Will General Faranx be able to recover from the loss of ground?

That's what Lilia asked me, and Kate nodded. But the attitude I showed was backwards and hard to judge from the inside. That got into words, too.

"If the other general..."

"My dad is the most powerful general in the history of the kingdom! I don't know who they are, but they're gonna win!

Elsa screamed. He loves his father, even though he is afraid. Kate nodded and put her hand on Elsa's shoulder.

"Right. I put it badly. General Faranx wins. I met the general, and I met with Austro face to face. On top of that, I can't think of the sight of General Faranx losing to Austro Tormakia"

Lilia nodded silently, without saying any more.

"Kate, I know what you mean. Yeah, I told you on that occasion, but honestly, you're also thinking about the possibility of General Faranx losing?

Returning the other six first, in the dean's office, where they were alone, Lilia asked Kite the truth. Kate nodded slightly, making the eyebrows rough.

"Unfortunately, it would be five fifths. The Great Fortress of Varihardt is robust, but its strength is about 50,000. It's a force that's been put in place by calculating the empire's mobility, but I'm anxious about the numbers to attack the enemies that went into defense. You want at least 10,000 more, if possible 20,000 more. That way, while you nail down the enemy, you can move a separate team and hit the fortification site directly."

"The General has asked for reinforcements from the military. But, honestly, it's hard."

"Why? No, I understand. There's a theory of responsibility floating around, isn't there?

Lilia nodded with a tongue-in-cheek look. Huge taxes are pouring in from the kingdom into the Valihardt fortress on the front line. For the wicked, it is a place like a mass of rights. Just slightly diminishing the quality of a soldier's diet would allow him to embezzle enormous amounts of gold.

Bergarard Faranx has remained the guardian of a place full of flavor for ten years as an undefeated famous general. Regardless, there can be no such corruption, and the rights of the North have not been restored to the military at all. It was not surprising that those who neglected it took this opportunity.

(Both Guess... I'm sure you won't notice the stupidity until your neck is ripped off)

"I can't say" Send reinforcements "in the college position. All you have to do is dwarf what you did north. But if it turns out that General Faranx is going to be replaced..."

"At that time, the Great Fortress of Valihardt will fall without any hesitation. The North will be occupied by the Imperial Army and the Kingdom will be in crisis"

"We can only hope that the General triumphs..."

The two faces were shadowed inside the Dean's Office, where the sunset plunged in.

Leaving a minimum of defensive soldiers at the Great Fortress of Varihardt, the Faranx Army was out in full force. Its strength will be 48,000. Meanwhile, the Imperial Army, led by Austro Tormakia, was 33,000 and Austro placed 8,000 troops on the defense of the fortification site, with Leopold Schweik as general. A short distance south of the scene lay a strong formation by 25,000.

"I still don't have enough troops. The Empire seemed to be prepping itself to defend the southern shore, and walls are already starting to be put in place. Even if you let 15,000 go around as a separate team, it's going to be hard to break."

"That said, if we hit the whole army in the front, the eight thousand behind us will move as guerrillas. This one has to shoot out the enemy, but they're always okay with glue."

Looking at the map of the center of the Kabachi plain, Faranx was thinking. Consider the various tactics, but there was a shortage of troops to break down that staunch formation. Then you can attack with your bare hands.

"The enemy protrudes into the Kabee Plains. In other words, the supply line is stretched."

Faranx took one of the pawns and crossed the Arce River and placed it on the north side of the Kabachi Plains.

"We will put 3,000 soldiers north and cut the supply line. No matter, the enemy will come prepared for it, too. But the thing I hate most about the protecting side is being turned around back. Simply place a soldier to the north to attack the other's psyche. I will surely send out soldiers to attack these three thousand. I'll slap you there."

Everyone nodded at the famous general's operation.

"They will surely send forth soldiers to the north. I'd knock on the supply line first. There..."

Leopold Schweik, who received Austro's measures, went into bold action. Eight thousand armies, which were supposed to be defensive forces, besieged three thousand royal armies entering the north. This was some kind of bet. Belgarard Faranx does not do adventurous military service. Think rationally by the vast amount of experience and pitiful brains on the battlefield, advanced military science. Sometimes an unreasonable battle that seems reckless is more effective against an opponent like that. This was exactly the time.

"Did they do it? I didn't know you were emptying your own formation..."

Insanity, irrational oddity led to the first battle being won by the Empire. More than half of the three thousand separate teams were taken over. As was once the case with Paul Shrimp, only a single oddity passed.

"Has Yaki turned too because I've been protecting him for ten years? I have to. Stack the stones. By constant attack, you cut off the enemies in front of you. Divide them into three squads at 15,000 each, attacking them day and night while letting them take turns. The Holy Knight will also be put in sequentially on a rotational basis, scraping enemy defenses from the surface. Fortress guards and medical units must also be mobilized to establish supply between the front and the fortress."

That was a "mass operation" that could be done because of the difference in force between 45,000 on the offensive side and 25,000 on the defensive side. He sets up an assault from outside the range of the cannon, sets fire to the enemy's defences, lets a few holy knights attack each other, sharpens the enemy soldiers, sees the time and retreats. Immediately after that, a second team attacks and scrapes in the same way. By means of an uninterrupted attack, Faranx went on an operation that would not rest his enemies anyway.

"Is this how you break the Phalanx Shield! It doesn't matter what the measures are. I'm ready to sacrifice, I just didn't know I'd push it in quantity..."

Austro clenched his teeth. If we look only at the 15,000 we've attacked, the number is less than our own. But if you try to besiege it, a second line will attack you soon, even from the rear. In other words, we just have to keep enduring.

"My lord..."

"The Holy Knight surrounds and intercepts! Let the wounded fall back and the holes behind you fill!

Austro's instructions began to fly. Fast horses and flags are raised one after the other. Partina, the chief of the Tabernacle, issued a decree to Schweik at the site of the fortification. The Royal Army is not going to go around back anymore. We intend to push ourselves out of sight with force. You can't even turn 8,000 of the defense team into a guerrilla. The enemy is divided into three teams, each of which is fifteen thousand armies. In eight thousand armies, they will be counterattacked. Then at the very least, it has to be a reserve unit for replacement.

"We will divide the eight thousand of the fortifications into half. Four thousand will be engaged in the construction of the fortifications, and the remaining four thousand will rendezvous and hit the protection!

It is impossible for Austro to give instructions alone. The Tabernacles also had a role in each of them, striving to maintain the "Shield of the Phalanx" formed by 25,000.

"Nhoo... I'll do my best. But the blade is a burning blade. My army is tapping into this collaboration to the point of a soldier. So even if you don't give instructions, the field commanders can judge and move, and they can protect you for a long time. With the general and just a few of his bureaucrats, how far can he carry on fulfilling it?

Future generations of historians divide the Kabachi Plains into the first and second half. The first half was not until the Falancs were crumbled by cannons and retreated to the fortress. And the second half was a battle where the offense was reversed and the Phalanx tried to break down the Phalanx Shield as an attacker.

In the first half, there was a crisis in Faranx's own life. And in the second half, it was a crisis of imperial army destruction. The rest of the food will be for a few days, and even retreat is difficult because it can be attacked without interruption. Gradually the firm formation was starting to become brittle, like peeling one thin skin at a time. Regardless, the Royal Army that attacks is not safe either. It exposes a number of bodies. Blood dripped from Phalanx's fist.

The two famous generals who make their names known in history were each desperate to endure a battle that would sharpen each other with yasles.

It was on September 8 that the Battle of the Kabachi Plains changed dramatically. It was not until the Imperial Army, where stockpiles of troops had cut ten days, reduced rations and continued to fight, still had three days left and was being hunted down, that the long awaited good news came in.

"I say. This is an expedition from the Fortress of Grantberg!

"Bring him in right away!

Austro, whose face was blackened by sweat and mud, waited for the hurry in a hurried manner. The soldier, who came out of breath and was in charge, shouted aloud as he lay down on the ground.

"Heavy Squad has already left Grantberg and is heading this way! Following this, a total of 10,000 Imperial Guards and Grantberg Guards came out in sequence! Heavy forces are tomorrow evening, reinforcements are in two days!

That's how I screamed and collapsed. Forgetting that Austro was in front of the soldiers, he accidentally held his fist. It was inconspicuous because the neighboring Tabernacles cheered.

"Tell this to all soldiers! Loud enough to reach the enemy and Faranx's ears! It's two days! If we endure for two more days, this battle is our victory!

"Get the amount of rice back tonight! Tomorrow we'll have enough food to eat! And consolidate the front line! There could be a Phalanx onslaught!

The Tabernacles gave instructions out loud. Austro shuddered his clenched fists, turning his gaze to the Royal Army and whining small.

"I won..."